polyphonics | REALISTIC COLLEGE AU MEME, 2K17

REALISTIC COLLEGE AU MEME, 2K17

I. living conditions

01. my roommate’s boyfriend is staying over so can I please sleep on your floor
02. all our friends are drunk
03. we live in halls opposite one another and i keep seeing you change in the window please close your blinds
04. you’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs
05. you’re baking cookies in the communal kitchen at 3am and I’m angry but also really hungry
06. clearly we’re both really uncomfortable at this party
07. you peed on my car. you were drunk. I was in the car. there will be hell to pay.
08. my friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex quick make out with me
09. sorry my roommate puked on your shoes
10. my roommate borrowed your contraband hotpot and managed to set it on fire

II. chance meeting

01. it’s pouring and my final paper is in my backpack so I guess we’re stuck under this tiny awning together. do you think they’d deliver pizza here
02. waiting outside for pizza to be delivered but both of ours is super late
03. I know I keep coming to this [cookie/coffee/etc.] shop and for some reason it’s always your shift but don’t you dare judge me I need this for my sanity
04. I found your USB drive still in the computer (and potentially regret finding out what's on it)
05. you decked me in the head while you were playing frisbee golf
06. your school mailbox is right next to mine
07. what do you mean we’re under a tornado warning?

III. campus community

01. I’m really passionate about this cause and I will give you this flier if I have to shove it down your throat
02. it’s 3 am and I’m still in the library studying for finals and I’m losing my grip on reality and I think I just saw a ghost
03. we’re the only two people in this club. what is this club even for
04. humans vs zombies, all bets are off, friendships mean nothing
05. I thought I was the only one who liked the waffle station in the cafeteria
06. we’re studying in the library and there are two people very obviously fucking in the stacks and we keep sharing embarrassed glances
07. what are you doing at this table at the career fair
08. I saw you sneaking captain crunch and cutlery out of the dining hall
09. my computer crashed and you’re the student worker at the IT center
10. we’re both on athletic teams that aren’t as cool as the football team and they give us shit
11. you’re part of the guerrilla theater club on campus and crashed my class for a performance

IV. credit hour woes

01. hey I have to [photograph/draw blood/film/insert major here] someone for class, will you be my guinea pig
02. we’re the only people who ever talk in discussions it’s awful
03. group project
04. both of us turned up to the wrong room for this lecture and neither of us know where it's supposed to be
05. we’re both donating blood in the blood donation van in the quad to get out of the same class
06. wait, I actually have a competent lab partner?
07. waiting for office hours
08. we started racing up the three flights of stairs to class for some reason and we can’t stop
09. vicious battle over the only left handed desk in the room

V. limited resources

01. you keep using my preferred shower stall in the floor bathrooms when I’m trying to get ready for class
02. you keep parking in the space outside my student house you absolute asshole
03. you're the only person in the room when i break the printer and i'm panicking (so don't be a dick about it please)
04. neither of us bought the expensive textbook but there is only one copy in the library and it can’t leave the building
05. this awesome professor only has one TA slot and we’re rivals
06. you keep reserving the good study room in the corner of the library with the windows
07. I’ve been sitting in this seat all semester why did you decide to sit in it today
08. you’re REALLY GOOD at using the right search terms for the academic databases and I’m on a deadline
09. we’re always at the fitness center at the same time and end up competing on the treadmill
10. can I borrow a dryer sheet? I ran out and the ones in the vending machine give me a rash

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[ For a silent moment, her words are met with a puzzled expression on his part. Does that mean they are...what? On a date? Yeah, they already established that. Both glad they came? Yeah, established that, too. Like kissing each other? That's definitely an affirmative. So what -

Oh.

The redness in his cheeks renews as his gaze drops away from hers, but still, he's smiling. ]

Y-you mean...a-are we...together? Like a...boyfriend/girlfriend kind of thing?

[ And in every verse, Prompto is bad at putting a name to it. ]

I...I'd like that. I-If you do, too, I mean.

[ at first she worries that he won't understand her meaning (she was obviously perfectly crystal clear!!), that she'll have to, heaven forbid, explain herself further.. but realization dawns, he blushes, and she blushes right back, both of them looking away from the other like the complete dweebs they are. and then he says the words, boyfriend/girlfriend, and she's sure she will combust on the spot.

what will he say? god, she'd asked too soon hadn't she, they'd only made out a little, on one date - is that enough? she doesn't understand how these things work, what is expected of her, what it all means. her heart flutters wildly, both anticipating and dreading his response. ]

You.. you do?

[ a positive response. she's intensely relieved, and yet somehow equally terrified, because what does that mean? having a boyfriend? but.. well, she supposes he has no idea either, so at least they're fumbling through it together. at last alisaie raises her eyes again, her mouth curving into a quiet smile, her fingers snagging in his collar. ]

I - yes, I'd like that.

[ She'd like that.

His smile positively beams, an impossible sort of laugh riding on his breath. He...can't believe this. Earlier today, if someone had asked him if he thought by the end of it he'd have a girlfriend, there's no way he would have said yes. And yet here he is, with a girl in his arms - a wonderful, beautiful girl at that - telling him that yes, she'd like to be his girlfriend.

There's really only one response he can give to that, and it's a chipper: ]

Okay!

[ And then he's laughing again, but it's all so good and his heart is thundering and nearly bursting, and his tips his chin down to press his mouth to hers again with that laugh still on his lips. ]

[ terrifying as this new prospect is, it's also incredibly exciting, and alisaie is smiling broadly by the time he dips to kiss her again - and still smiling into it, against it. to be perfectly frank she also didn't think she would go home tonight with a boyfriend but i mean, she also halfway assumed she would never have a boyfriend in her life. people are too complicated, and relationships even moreso.

.. and yet here she is, betraying her own principles for a sunny smile and adorable freckles. oh well.

renewing her grasp, alisaie presses willingly right back into the kiss, leaning in close until they're tucked right up together. they should probably head back soon, the night is dragging on and it's getting rather chilly, but.. just a few seconds more, to enjoy this moment, this kiss. ]

[ He lets the kiss linger, lets the feeling of her lips, the shape of them, their warmth become familiar to his senses. Practically speaking, they can't stay up here forever, but he's never been too fond of practicality, and spending a few more moments like this, just holding her and kissing her sweetly, slowly, won't hurt.

When he does pull back again, it's reluctantly, but with warm smile, lips still aching from her kisses. ]

We should...probably get back.

[ UNFORTUNATELY. ]

[ it would definitely be great to just stay here, to never move again, to kiss him all night just to feel it, to enjoy his arms around her, to marvel at the fact that this is happening, that he's really holding her, kissing her, that she.. has a boyfriend, god. how had she been so lucky to stumble into this?

but her calves are falling asleep and her fingers are getting cold, even though the rest of her feels warm and flushed all over. ]

I suppose we should.

[ she'll get up for sure. look how fast she's ready to go. any second now. ]

[ it's been.. wild, really, having prompto. having a boyfriend. they were friends before they started dating of course, but it was spotty at best, and there'd always been that underlying something that both of them felt. it had drawn them together inevitably, and..

.. god, it's been so good. it's been terrifying and distracting, yes, but it's also been exhilarating and warm. every text she receives from him makes her smile, every outing exciting, every kiss still makes her heart race with a silly, embarrassing giddiness she can't contain or control. part of her is still waiting for the other shoe to drop. alisaie has never considered herself an optimist, but a brutal realist, cynical for her age, and all of this.. feels so often too good to be true. he'll break her heart, she thinks, he'll show a side of himself that he has been hiding, something ugly or unsavory but months pass and it does not happen. prompto's warmth is true, his kindness genuine, she has never known anyone quite like him, marvels every day that someone like him could exist. the world is a cold, cruel place after all, and yet somehow he has come through his heartaches with love to spare. even more incredibly, he has put up with her, her faults and temper and dark moods, her stubborn grouchiness.

not a moment passes that she does not feel incredibly, impossibly lucky.

and now, here - well, how can she be anything but cheerful? disney world truly does have a magic about it that even alisaie can appreciate, a merriness that she is not immune to. it certainly helps that this is their first real vacation together since their camping trip, the only time they've really had alone. sure there have been dates, plenty of them, and lazy afternoons spent with popcorn and netflix and pizza, but they have not had real time alone, they've not.. spent the night together. life (and roommates) have always seemed to interfere.

but now, now they're here, they've checked into their hotel and snagged breakfast and with her hand in his she's tugging him through the gates of magic kingdom, all of main street opening up before them. alisaie squeezes his hand, slowing to look into his face, to read his excitement, and she just can't stop smiling. ]

What would you like to do first?

[ This is like a dream come true.

Ever young at heart, he's always wanted to come here - wanted, but never been. Being an only child - and, okay, being a latchkey kid if we're being honest - hadn't left his parents with much motivation to take him on an expensive vacation to meet the likes of Mickey Mouse and Goofy when it would be for him only. He'd always hoped for someday, and even let it slip once to Alisaie when they'd talked about all the places they'd been and the ones they still wanted to go to. It'd been easy to share with her, and he never thought something would come of it. Not until he'd opened her Christmas gift to him. It makes the locket he'd given her all but pale in comparison, even if she'd insisted otherwise.

And now they're here. He's dazzled all at once, taken in by the sights and the sounds and the smells, the vibrant music and the happiness that seems to ride naturally on the air. And then there's Alisaie, at his side, squeezing his hand. She did this for him. She does...so much for him. More than she could ever realize, more than he could ever fully express. Being with her has been a whole other dream entirely, one that he lived in every single day, as she answers his good morning texts, as she snuggles against him while reading a book, as she kisses him sweetly in those fleeting private moments they've found together. That they've come here alone together isn't lost on him, and there's nothing he wants more than to spend this time with her and only her. This is going to be the most amazing week of his life.

(He has no idea.)

Biting his lower lip, he looks wildly in every direction as they cross from Main Street to the hub. Tomorrowland, Fantasyland, Frontierland...WHERE DOES HE EVEN BEGIN??? ]

Okay, okay, okay - I'm going to spin around in a circle with my eyes closed, and when you shout "stop" - we'll just head in whatever direction I'm facing.

[ This is how he makes difficult decisions, yes. ]

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[ it's definitely not a thoughtful decision, but it's also not even a little surprising. high as her mood is though alisaie can only laugh, bright and merry and warm, releasing his hand so she can stand back and give him some room to spin. ]

Understood.

[ it's really difficult to resist the urge to let him keep turning, with his eyes closed like that he could easily careen off into oblivion and embarrass himself (IT'S SO TEMPTING) but for now she'll be kind. this is his first time here after all, he's so happy and excited she cannot ruin it. another time.... ]

Okay, stop!

[ Thank you for not letting him crash into a churro stand and break his foot or something. That would put a damper on the whole magical vacation getaway.

He stops when instructed, facing...Fantasyland! Which is a good choice anyway, because NOW THEY GET TO WALK THROUGH THE CASTLE. ]

Oh man, oh man - I feel just like a fairy tale princess!

[ He takes her hand again and starts forward. ]

[ yeah she's already spent time in the infirmary with him due to an injury she caused, she doesn't want to spend their first vacation away doing the same. you're welcome, prompto..

but yes, fantasyland it is. alisaie weaves her fingers through his and hurries along beside him, unable to keep the smile from his face. ]

I'm relatively sure you already are.

[ She's not wrong...

With a laugh: ]

Oh, yeah? Which one d'you think I am? Rags to riches like Cinderella? Smart but sensitive like Belle? - No, that's you. You're definitely Belle.

[ ...He doesn't want to be the Beast though, he's too cute for that role. ]

I'll take that as a compliment.

[ everyone knows that belle is the best princess hands down, it is known, so thank you for your flattering (and correct) choice. her nose wrinkles in thought while they walk, their hands swinging between them. and hey don't knock the beast he's cute too okay!! .. though not really suitable for prompto. ]

Rapunzel would not be too far off the mark. Sweet, kind, naive, artistic.

[ blonde and freckled too, what a perfect match. ]

You could grow out your hair and see what comes of it.

[ Look, he's definitely not arguing with that. Who didn't have a crush on Belle while growing up???

At her choice, though, he hums, thoughtful as he bobs his head. Rapunzel...okay, yeah, that is pretty fitting. ]

You'd still dig me if I went for - hey, wait! Naive? Alisaie. Give me some cred! I'm...totally...in the know!

[ As he just demonstrated by calling it "in the know". ]

[ wrong people, that's who. ]

.. in the know? Is that so?

[ alisaie is trying, and failing, to suppress a smile at his expense. gosh he's so sensitive!! ]

There is nothing wrong with it, it belies your.. innocence.

[ she's not making this better is she?? ]

[ NO, SHE IS NOT, and he shoots her a thin, albeit knowing frown. ]

What, you mean you don't think I'm a total bad boy?

[ He says, while practically skipping through Fantasyland and holding his girl's hand. ]

And here I thought it was my devil-may-care attitude that hooked you in!

[ yeah prompto you are the poster boy of badassery...... ]

No, not at all.

[ said matter-of-factly. look, she's not the type of girl to do any sort of coddling you know this prompto, you chose this. still, she's smiling fondly anyway, even while wrecking his self-image. ]

I don't like bad boys.

[ you can't hide who you are beneath a hot topic wardrobe, prompto ]

[ Look, her honesty is one of his favorite things about her! He never has to worry about her saying something just to benefit his feelings. Of course, on the flip side of that, he never has to worry about her holding back an opinion, either...

Not that he's particularly miffed about this one. He knows he's not really a badass...he's too cute and vulnerable for that. ]

I know, I know! You're more into the...sweet and sensitive types, huh?

[ He's got yo number. ]

[ it's good for u prompto.. the same as your sunny warmth is good for her.

his answer has her smiling though, in a coy sort of way that curls up at the edges, and alisaie lifts their linked hands to gently kiss his knuckles, watching him over them like he's the only thing she'd ever want to see. suffice it to say, her good mood is unquenchable. ]

I am. A good thing I found you before someone else could snap you up.

[ for which she is incredibly grateful. how he had never been on a date before her is a mystery she will never solve. ]

[ She looks at him like that, kisses his knuckles so gently, and his heart takes flight. He still doesn't understand how he got so lucky, how he could have been the one to win her affections, but here they are.

Squeezing her hand, he dips down to press a kiss to her hairline. ]

Hah - a good thing for both of us.

[ She didn't exactly have a lot of competition. She's been a first for him in so many ways. ]

So, uh - [ He starts to slow, nodding at the attraction they arrived at. ] We're here.

[ Yeah, it's Small World. ]

[ the song is already in my head and i'm not even there..

and alisaie is looking wary, but.. it's his first time here, and the small world ride is a rite of passage. so okay, here we go, she's already tugging him into the line (fast lane of course, it's nice to date a rich girl). ]

This one isn't very thrilling, but it's a bit of a staple.

[ And now it will never leave...(ʘ‿ʘ✿)

At least they won't have to suffer long, listening to the overtures of That Song in the queue. Fastpass 4 lyfe, baby. ]

I've heard the legends...or something like that. I already know the song by heart, anyway.

[ Who doesn't? ]

[ THANKS.. WHAT A PAL...

it's true though, they zip right past the throng of poor suckers who have to wait, and right to the front, a good thing not too many people bother to fastpass the small world ride.. ]

Of course you do.

[ she is not surprised. ]

On we go, then.

[ sigh........ ]

[ OH BOY OH BOY HERE THEY GO, INTO THE BOAT

In case she doesn't have hear "sea legs" about her, Prompto keeps a tight hold on her hand as they step in and sit. ]

Are you gonna send me home if I sing along?

[ He's kidding.

Possibly. ]

[ aaand into the boat they go. she doesn't necessarily need his help but i mean, any excuse to hold his hand is fine with her. when will they stop being gross? who knows, none can say.

anyway she plops down and smiles, watching the colorful lights. ]

Only if you sing it after we exit the ride.

[ which he'll.. probably do anyway lbr ]

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